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zel of newwav - shut your ass up(syau) lyrics

“that sh-t gon be a hit boy”

(verse 1)
creator of the wav, i’m the ceo
i ain’t ever been to jail, i ain’t got a po
call me uncle zel, spanish mamis call me tio
if she throw it, i’m a catch it
call me zellie t.o
shut your -ss up
b-tch you talk too much
i don’t wear balenciagas ‘cuz they cost too much
i don’t hang around them n-ggas if they floss too much
you a walking l!ck, sit the f-ck across from us

i was working and they walked up
said you don’t talk much
i don’t do the convo ‘less its money in the vault ‘cuz
i used to talk too much
they throwing h-lla salt ‘cuz
told all my business
they leaked it, it’s my fault cuz
i had to reevaluate
sit back and elaborate
keep it to yourself
don’t leave it with the peanut gallery
i won’t let em scatter me
stayin’ with the cavalry
making daily wage tryna earn a steady salary

(hook)
shut your -ss up
shut your -ss up
shut your -ss up
shut your -ss up

(bridge)
these n-ggas keep talkin’
but i’m too busy workin’
ain’t got time for stalkin’
ain’t got time for lurking so

(hook) x2

(verse 2)
they playing games on some arcade sh-t
pirating my flow like har she blow
these n-ggas spitting so archaic
i came outta nowhere like a rko (outta nowhere ay)
ok put up the money and stack it
b-tch i been working so i can spend racks on a jacket
and pay all these bills that be stacking
work at a factory, look at the bags i been packing
these n-ggas manufactured
i’m tryna win, they tryna break off in fractions
i dont have time for distractions
i don’t even drink milk so no way that i’m lacking
i wanna flex at my concerts
so hard that my arm hurts
snakes in the lawn i do yard work
but d-mn, i dirtied up my converse
if it ain’t music or money don’t converse
had to let you n-ggas ball first
so i got advantage
you don’t understand it
sleeping on couch to couch i couldn’t stand it
so now i lay back and relax in my hammock
letting the rest of you n-ggas do damage
and i come back, fix the game with a bandage
i f-cked her good, then i made her a sandwich
they ain’t on my wavlength
ain’t in my bandwidth
i been on fire the game i dismantle and
cut off the head then i place on my mantle and
i got the sauce and the soup like i’m campbell’s so

(hook)
shut your -ss up
shut your -ss up
shut your -ss up
shut your -ss up

(bridge)
n-ggas keep talkin’
i’m too busy workin’
got time for stalkin’? nah
got time for lurking? nah

(hook)
shut your -ss up
shut your -ss up
shut your -ss up b-tch
shut your -ss up
shut your -ss up
shut your, shut yo
shut your -ss up

(outro) [syl messi]
shut it up
shut it up
shut it up
shut it up shut it up
shut it up
shut it
shut it
shut it
shut it
shut it
shut it
shut it up
shut it up
shut it up
shut it up shut it up
shut it
shut it
shut it
shut it
shut it
shut it

(tag)
“that sh-t gon be a hit boy”

- zel of newwav lyrics

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